Shaunmatthewcpoetry

After Death

Where do we all go?
Is life some kind of sick reality show?
After death
Everyone wants to know
I believe the soul will continue
When the body lies dead
It floats up and out our head
Shall it travel above or below?
Do we become spiritual soldiers?
Or roam earth alone? 
Segregation and division need to be gone
Will we ever merge all races and cultures?
And stand as one